mandatory agreement

Lu Wen's face was pale, she seemed to be persuading the youth, and she seemed to be persuading herself.

"You need a family, and it helps your career."

Lu Zheng shook his head, and he called after a long time: "Sister."

Lu Wen raised her hand and covered her lips, tears welled up in her eyes, leaving transparent marks on her thin cheeks.

"I promise you, but this is the last time."

"Lu Zheng—" Lu Wen didn't feel any joy in her heart.

"According to the agreement, I will no longer treat you as my sister," the young man stood on the high platform, without any desire to go down, "Do you want to go back on your word?"

Lu Wen put down her hands, and she straightened her body from the sofa with a blank expression, as if this could cover up the fragility and anxiety in her heart: "I hope your wedding will be held within a year."

"Lu Wen, you really make me sad."

Lu Zheng made a sound as if he was sighing, then changed the subject suddenly and became brisk. He said, "Go slowly, don't see him off."

The woman turned around in a state of embarrassment, and left without looking back. She was eager to share the news with the rest of the family, and hoped that through operation, Lu Zheng's future marriage partner would meet their wishes.

Of course she is sad, she knows her brother, and knows that this incident has exhausted their small brother-sister relationship, but she can't regret it—the moment she made the choice, she had already lost the right to regret.

--

Lu Zheng watched the woman leave his sight, he walked down the steps step by step, sat in the seat where she had sat before, poured himself a cup of cold Ceylon black tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sara." He called to his smart butler.

"Sir." The smart bracelet flashed a soft light.

"Pay attention to the actions of the Lu family in the next week."

"Okay, sir."

"Screen the gene pool within the scope of authority, and if the genes match more than 80%, make a list for me."

"Okay, sir."

"Cut off the financial support for the property under Lu Wen's name."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Zheng clenched his hands, crossed his fingers, loosened every knuckle, and gave another order.

"Reveal the news of my breakup with Lu Wen."

"Okay, sir."

Lu Zheng was silent for a while, then stood up straight. He untied the scarlet cloak and threw it aside casually, revealing the hospital gown belonging to the Sixth Hospital of the Human Alliance.

--

Tongzhou Institute of Technology

The reading room on the third floor of the library is next to the window, the third row from the bottom.

Zhou Xing and Wei Ze sat face to face. The not-so-large desktop was occupied by two identical computers. The library required silence, and communication was only possible through communication software.

They were admitted to Tongzhou Institute of Science and Technology in the same year, and changed from friends to lovers a year ago, and they agreed to become partners after drawing lots through mastermind reproduction.The parents of the Zhou family and the Wei family have also been friends for decades, and they are happy to see their marriage come to fruition.

Just yesterday, the result of the lottery was announced. Neither Zhou Xing nor Wei Ze won the lottery. Zhou Xing heaved a sigh of relief. He put his arm around Wei Ze's shoulder and said with a smile, "It seems that we are all the lucky ones."

Wei Ze had a straight face and a very cold expression, he said: "This is not a good thing."

"Why isn't it a good thing?" Zhou Xing is not a cowardly temper, he is used to speaking directly, "There is no need for body modification, we continue to go to school, I will be my mechanical designer, and you will be your bioengineer. Okay?"

Zhou Xing was full of vitality and joy, Wei Ze stared at his face, swallowed the words from the bottom of his heart, and said against his will, "It's very good."

Zhou Xing was not a fool either, he could hear the perfunctory words, thought for a while, and figured it out, he asked, "Uncle wants us to have a baby?"

"No, don't think too much." Wei Ze said coldly.

Zhou Xing put his arms around Wei Ze's shoulders, and he lowered his head, making it impossible for his lover to avoid him.

"If your family insists, I'll do body modification."

"What a joke."

Although the two have never been intimate, they have already reached a tacit understanding, with Zhou Xing at the top and Wei Ze at the bottom.Wei Ze even privately thought that if Zhou Xing won the lottery instead of himself, he would be willing to change the lottery with Zhou Xing. On the one hand, he likes Zhou Xing and does not want the other party to suffer. It is also completely unacceptable for a person who has given birth to a child to be on top of him, even if the other party is a child born for him.

Of course Wei Ze would not be so stupid as to tell Zhou Xing another reason. He took a shallow breath: "I don't want you to suffer. Don't think about it. I'll go back and talk to my family."

"Okay." Zhou Xing's suspicion suddenly increased, but he saw that Wei Ze didn't want to say more, so he changed the topic.

And just now, after Zhou Xing finished a paper, remembering yesterday's episode, he couldn't help opening the dialog box, and brought up the topic again.

Zhou Xing's idea is very simple, solve the problem when he encounters a problem, he wants to know why Wei Ze is depressed.

Wei Ze seldom replied to messages, and even if he did, it was just a few innocuous words.

The two were clearly sitting face to face, but the atmosphere was getting worse and worse. Finally, Zhou Xing couldn't help standing up. He breathed heavily, and said in a low voice to his lover, "Go out with me."

"What are you going out for?" Wei Ze moved his lips, he knew that Zhou Xing could understand his lips.

"The juice shop has released a new juice, I invite you to drink it."

There is only one juice shop near the college. Due to the lack of supplies, every juice in it is ridiculously expensive—but Zhou Xing’s level is D1, which is rare in the college, and he can get a [-]% discount. Wei Ze likes juice very much. So Zhou Xing often invited Wei Ze to drink.

Wei Ze lowered his eyes, looked at his slender wrist, nodded, picked up his coat and went out with Zhou Xing.

It was early spring, Zhou Xing was in good health, and he didn't feel cold in a thin shirt, but Wei Ze couldn't, his physique was too poor. After walking for a while, Zhou Xing began to remind Wei Ze to hold the baby in his arms. Putting on the jacket, he patiently reminded him two or three times, and finally suppressed his temper and snatched the jacket, and put it directly on Wei Ze's shoulder, and helped him fasten the top button.

Wei Ze stared sullenly at Zhou Xing, and was about to lose his temper when Zhou Xing pinched his face.

"Be careful to keep warm, or I will worry."

The anger in his heart burst like a blown balloon.

Zhou Xing held Wei Ze's shoulders, and they walked together on the sun-drenched aisle, the breeze wafted a faint fragrance of green grass, as if it was the best appearance of love.

"Crack-"

The invisible drone took a picture of the moment and transmitted it to the computer dozens of kilometers away. The printer connected to the computer worked dutifully. Soon, a photo slowly came out from the printer's outlet.